Asylum
The Black Dahlia Murder Lyrics


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To the ones that we've forgotten and labelled as insane
In institutions rotting secret mars of family shame
Bound tightly and injected
Subdued by pill regimes
Suspended animation
Pull the rug over the stain

Mistreated and molested
Fed food not fit for pigs
If we're to call them human beings why treat their lives as shit?
No chance of contribution to well-oiled society
Viewed as manure walking wastes of very air we breathe

Rejected disavowed
Buried beneath our shallow smiles
What do they mean for us and what do they deserve?
Four padded walls – their coffins
Underfunded understaffed
In a putrid squalor wallow while the rich and perfect have a laugh

Sons and daughters
Brethren and kin
Sisters and brothers from pictures are trimmed
Out of our sight, out of our minds
Where is the kindness on which this world prides?

This is the coldest song a voice could ever sing
It's destined to come out wrong
We've done the damnedest things
Oh, the humanity

Denial so disgusting
A life shackled rusting
And business is booming
We're vampires and should be ashamed

At birth found unequal
A real living freak show
Throw them in a cell and forget their existence is pain
What a shame

A shrine unto torment
To minds deemed delinquent
Place holding placation
The voiceless damnated can't scream
Can you hear them scream?

Mistreated and molested
Fed food not fit for pigs
If we're to call them human beings why treat their lives as shit?
No chance of contribution to well-oiled society
Viewed as manure walking wastes of very air we breathe

Sons and daughters
Brethren and kin
Sisters and brothers from pictures are trimmed
Out of our sight, out of our minds
Where is the kindness in our humankind?

This is the coldest song a voice could ever sing
It's destined to come out wrong




We've done the damnedest things
Oh, the humanity

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to The Black Dahlia Murder's song "Asylum" shed light on the treatment of the mentally ill in society, specifically those who have been institutionalized in mental health facilities. The song accuses society of forgetting about these individuals and labeling them as insane, causing them to be rotting secrets of family shame. The mentally ill are then subdued by pill regimes and bound tightly, suspended in animation, as society pulls the rug over the stain of mental illness.


The song further describes the inhumane treatment of the mentally ill, who are mistreated, molested, and fed food not fit for pigs. The mentally ill are viewed as manure, walking waste of the air we breathe, with no chance of contributing to a well-oiled society. The mentally ill are rejected and disavowed, buried beneath shallow smiles while they are left in four padded walls, their coffins, underfunded and understaffed. Meanwhile, the rich and perfect have a laugh.


The song calls for societal change, reminding listeners that the mentally ill are sons and daughters, brethren and kin, sisters and brothers, and not to be trimmed out of sight or out of mind. It asks where is the kindness in humankind, and how can we treat the mentally ill so inhumanely. The song is a poignant commentary on the treatment of the mentally ill in society.


Line by Line Meaning

To the ones that we’ve forgotten and labelled as insane
Referring to those individuals who have been disregarded and labeled as crazy


In institutions rotting secret mars of family shame
These individuals are confined in institutions, concealed secrets due to the shame it brings their families


Bound tightly and injected
Physically restrained and given medication to control their behavior


Subdued by pill regimes
Controlled with everyday medication treatment plans


Suspended animation
Living in a timeless, motionless state


Pull the rug over the stain
Ignoring the problem at hand and pretending it doesn't exist


Mistreated and molested
Subjected to abuse, mentally and physically


Fed food not fit for pigs
Provided inadequate food, worse than what is given to animals


If we’re to call them human beings why treat their lives as shit?
Why do we treat them so poorly if we still consider them human beings?


No chance of contribution to well-oiled society
Society doesn't give them a chance to contribute because they are considered useless


Viewed as manure walking wastes of very air we breathe
Seen as waste and useless, just taking up space


Rejected disavowed
Dismissed and turned away, without support or help


Buried beneath our shallow smiles
We hide the issue behind our superficial grins


What do they mean for us and what do they deserve?
What are they worth to us and do they deserve such treatment?


Four padded walls – their coffins
The confinement in the institutions become their prisons or graves


Underfunded understaffed
The institutions meant to help them aren't even properly financed or staffed


In a putrid squalor wallow while the rich and perfect have a laugh
They wallow in the worst conditions while the wealthy and privileged are amused


Sons and daughters
Our family and kin


Brethren and kin
Our siblings and relatives


Sisters and brothers from pictures are trimmed
Family members are erased from pictures and our memories


Out of our sight, out of our minds
Out of sight, out of mind, we forget they exist


Where is the kindness on which this world prides?
Where has the kindness the world boasts about gone?


This is the coldest song a voice could ever sing
This is a cold and harsh reality we must face


It’s destined to come out wrong
It's hard to express these issues and not everyone will understand


We’ve done the damnedest things
As a society, we've done terrible things


Oh, the humanity
Expressing sorrow and misery for humanity


Denial so disgusting
Ignorance is repulsive


A life shackled rusting
A confined and forgotten life withering away


And business is booming
Profit is being made from their suffering


We’re vampires and should be ashamed
We are taking advantage of their weakness and should be embarrassed


At birth found unequal
Since birth, they have been considered unequal and out of place in society


A real living freak show
They are seen as abnormal and forced to live as a spectacle


Throw them in a cell and forget their existence is pain
Confine them to a cell and ignore their suffering


What a shame
This is a disgraceful situation


A shrine unto torment
An institution that venerates and promotes their torment


To minds deemed delinquent
To the individuals deemed insane or crazy


Place holding placation
Maintaining the status quo and ignoring the issue


The voiceless damnated can’t scream
The silenced sufferers cannot speak out and ask for help


Can you hear them scream?
Are we listening to their cries for help?


Where is the kindness in our humankind?
Why has our humanity disappeared and we treat them with such cruelty?




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Written by: ALAN MICHAEL CASSIDY, BRIAN ESCHBACH, MAXWELL JAMES LAVELLE, RYAN DURELL KNIGHT, TREVOR STRNAD

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

heyimgoingtoplaysomegames

Trevor, one of the original remaining members, is one of my favorite lyricists of all time. He started with the group singing about the traditional tropes - tearing apart entire villages in werewolf form, slaying zombies, strangling loved ones, etc...



Then he honed and perfected his craft over the years to bring us lyrical content within the framework of death metal that is so profound and emotive, it moves me to tears every time I hear it.



That's fucking good music.



All comments from YouTube:

Ross Bird

RIP Trevor Strnad. A legend in the metal community \m/

Michael Bouchie

Trevor's lyrics really were stepped up a notch on this album. The lyrics really make this song amazing.

Eric Gilbert

Activist death metal. There should be more of it. Kudos to Trevor and the gang.

Dwėsk

Dude this lyric video is very good, simple, yet so professionally made.

Satan Force

+Dwėsk thx

Walker Gates

I second that. The presentation here is classy as fuck. It gels really well with the subject matter without crying for attention. Good job man!

Ben Arz

Descansa en paz Trevor, esos guturales los voy a reconocer siempre🤘 :(

Erik puckett

been listening for well over a decade now. going back and buying all the re-real ease of their shirts i couldn’t afford as a kid. hands down favorite death metal band. their throne of skulls was built to last.

-Glass Caskets-

It's really cool how when he scream "what a shame" there's a real sound of agony in that part. I love this album.

Reedy_

That’s one of the most beautiful songs i know i love this band

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